All the men smile
by James Coburn
Trump the lump began to fall
too many salacious remarks
for the Don to take to the ball.
With four-letter words disaster loomed.
Running mate Pence extended his move.
He would not defend four-letter words
written about women with disdain to surge.
In his lofty perch of cathedral blend
Pence prepares for 2020
with would-be presidential men.
But there peeks Cruz from baptismal
curtain drawn, relishing the purity
of his own self-proclaimed presidential song.
And all the men smile with presidential charm
hoping to drop Donald in the midst of alarm.
(Editor’s Note: NonDoc provides Sundaze as a weekly space for poetry, short prose, visual art and other ideas pitched by creatives in Oklahoma and around the world. All submissions are encouraged, and new creatives are sought. Submit your work for publication by contacting Editorial@NonDoc.com.)
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